Art, Commissions & Fanart

Gitty Rouke

Gitty is all about improvising and living in the moment. Why do it the normal way? Fuzzy dice for earrings? Check. Either way, she's going to steal the spotlight.

Senfen

Senfen is an adventurer, magician and merchant. Her rose-tinted glasses are enchanted to see latent magic. She loves manipulating that magic to modify all sorts mundane things. Through the vision and investments of Sir Pawfi, she is destined to change the world.Her second tail enables her to be a Tiny Tael.

Moka

The mascot of the Paw'Lit's and the penultimate spoiled brat. His mother's overbearing love and his overall popularity for being so dang cute taught him that he is clearly the best thing ever. It's probably best to not let him be involved directly in diplomatic matters. It will be proven many times that the kit has absolutely no tact.His second tail grants him a Taelbank.

Sir Pawfi

Many success stories start with a business deal proposal from the Agent of Fortune, Sir Pawfi. He is a popular father figure.He actively invests in anything that benefits his people and their goddess. He refers to this as "Good Fortune."His second tail enables him to Taeleport.

Nea Paw'Lit

Nea Paw'Lit is the only triple-tailed Tael known and inexplicably powerful. No one can provide the service standards she expects, and so she operates her franchises all on her own. That obsession led her to split off and employ lesser versions of herself. These so-called Lit'Paws exist as part of her gestalt being, but there can only ever be one Nea Paw'Lit.Once upon a time The Devil himself came to her with insatiable munchies.

Nea Lit'Paw

Lit'Paws run the many different franchises of Paw'Lit's. They exist as extensions of Nea Paw'Lit. They're also referred to as her little paws.Their colors might be changed around, but they're all mostly the same.

Dust

A husk of the creator's will, and the administrator of The World. His body
exists only as amber dust, but maintains a humanoid form by inhabiting his creator's robes. He has a frilly ascot and matching frilly gloves. He wields two staves - one for celestial objects, and the other for scrying through the world's memory.

Lorn

Death, but with the personality of a kind and forgetful old man. He is an impossibly large, walking construct. What would be his fingers, are immense blades. Light bursts from where his neck would be. Shards of what used to be his head are suspended in the air behind him like a halo. His purpose was to remember for The World, but then he lost his head. Dust is his caretaker now.